A/N – Hello everyone, I am so sorry that this has taken so long. I was stumped with how to continue or where to go and then my life got really busy and all of a sudden it had been months since I had updated. I am determined to stick with this story to the end but I can't promise I'll be updating as quickly as I was at first.

Oliver

She was a mess; there were no two ways about it. Her eyes were dark with worry and anger and a little of that old passionate intensity he had loved so much. Her hair fell over her shoulders in a mass of curls and tangles and to top it off she was in sweats. He couldn't remember a time when he had ever seen her in something so casual.

She was clinging to him like a lifeline, like he was the only thing keeping her from taking a dive off the side of the building and it made him uncomfortable to realize that he was jealous of the man that had for so long been her best friend in the world.

Oliver cleared his throat making his presence known and instantly he saw her attempt to collect herself; of all the people in the universe he'd never thought she would feel awkward and self conscious around him. Her eyes met his and he could more clearly see the pain in them, he felt almost a little guilty at having come that night, he didn't know what was now going on but he did know that the chance it had to do with him was pretty high.

The lack of communication from Bruce since the benefit had been a plenty big enough clue that he'd figured out just who his little Anne truly was.

"Oliver its Bruce, he's been taken and someone is threatening Chloe," it was Clark who spoke and he could see the shudder of fear that escaped Chloe as Batman's name was mentioned.

"How is that possible? He's…"

"He wasn't in costume," Chloe spoke up quickly she was actively trying to control the tears and if Oliver was reading her correctly which he was pretty sure he was, the guilt as well.

"We got a call from Luca, she's a friend of mine she works at the hotel I was staying at and she was in trouble. Gotham is so dangerous at night. She got mugged and without thinking I told her I would send Bruce…"

"So he couldn't go in costume without getting caught," Clark answered Oliver was still watching her, couldn't take his eyes off of her.

"Right," she lowered her gaze from his and he felt the loss instantly.

"Here is the envelope the kidnapper left her," Clark handed it to Oliver; "I think we should call the team in, this is Bruce he's one of us and he needs our help." Clark's voice left no room for discussion and besides that Oliver wouldn't have been able to disagree no matter who got the girl, Bruce was a member of the league.

He looked back at Chloe and saw the pure determination in her eyes, there was no way she was going to not be a part of this mission.

"You a part of this Chloe?" There was a sparkle of indecisiveness and then she seemed to realize who she was and a look that he hadn't seen in six years filled her face.

"Damn right I am,"

Chloe

Her heart was slamming itself against her ribcage as she took her place behind the control station in the new headquarters. She had to admit she was quite impressed with the new technology Oliver had accumulated, she had briefly asked how they had been managing things from Headquarters and he had just as briefly replied that they make do. Since from what she could tell they hadn't hired anyone to play watchtower she assumed they shared the responsibilities.

Oliver had slipped into his office for a moment and come back out with a notebook that was very nearly on its last legs. He set it down in front of her and she couldn't help thinking how 1990's of them to keep their passwords and key codes in a notebook.

"Do you need anything else to you know get started?" He was nervous and he was keeping his distance from her which was probably a good thing because being close to Oliver was the last thing she needed to be thinking of.

"No, I just need a couple minutes with the video feed of that alley and I should be able to at least get the make of the vehicle. If I can find out who owns the car maybe I can track down the kidnapper."

"It has to be someone who knows you Chloe look at the message."

"There aren't many people who know how closely you were linked with the league." Chloe could feel the anger inside of her building she was so tired of all this crap, she was tired of being the victim and she was tired of always looking over her shoulder.

"What makes you think this has anything to do with the league…for all we know this could be about Bruce lord knows he's wealthy enough and he's certainly controversial. There are a lot of people in Gotham who would love it if The Wayne's disappeared." She kept her voice hard. Determined. Logically she knew that the note was designed for her and not Bruce but she was angry and frustrated and right now Oliver was the one who would bare the brunt of it.

Chloe could feel Oliver stiffen behind her, and right when he was about to speak the double doors to the control room opened and Bart ran in followed by a stream of superheroes some fully masked being cautious with the member that had only been lore to them; some of them smiles of pure excitement splashed across their unmasked faces.

"Chloe-liscious!" Bart hugged her tight, "I'm lovin' the long hair you look smokin'" he smiled and she forced a grin. Despite the reasons for her sudden return to the league she was happy to see him again. She watched as AC and Victor entered the room cautious smiles spread across their faces, and then she saw Dinah. Dinah had been her only female friend that knew about everything, the only girl other than Lana that had a full grasp on what it meant to love a man who could never be fully yours.

Dinah had loved Oliver for years, even before Chloe and he had started up. They had the both of them acted like it wasn't the case when Chloe and Oliver had hooked up. But Chloe fully understood that her friend had always carried a torch for Oliver Queen, so when she saw Dinah's eyes instantly search out Oliver she understood the feelings' behind it.

Chloe heard the computer buzz as it continued to search for the maker of the vehicle and the car's owner.

She looked up at Oliver and saw him force a smile in Dinah's direction as if telling her that he was fine, Chloe instantly wondered if anything had happened between them in the 6 years that she had been MIA. Instantly she felt her heart tighten, not out of fear that they had but because for the first time she was beginning to realize that it didn't hurt the way it always had before when she thought of Oliver with someone else.

"So what have you got for us sidekick?" Ac asked and the room froze, everyone looking between Chloe and Oliver.

"Sorry," AC instantly whispered.

"You have nothing to apologize for, that's my nickname isn't it." Chloe plastered on another smile and then looked down at her computer, the search had finished.

She looked down at the screen and froze

"Shit, this is worse than we thought…." She looked up and her eyes met Clarks and then Oliver's and both men moved swiftly around the desk.

"That's not possible,"

"There is no way…"

"He's dead!"

Thanks so much for the continued support with this story…I'll update again shortly, I know exactly where I'm going with this now and how it will end.